The interior decoration style of "Wentian" is that of an administrative office. However, Jing Gao was very tired last night and only regained his composure a little bit when he arrived at the airport. He will wait for the plane to stabilize and then go back to the back to rest.
The steward, Chen Mingshu, is a 31-year-old beautiful woman with an elegant and calm temperament. She is 1.68 meters tall and wears flesh-colored stockings. She has a graceful figure when walking, which attracts people's attention to her.
"Assistant Fei, would you like something to drink?" Chen Mingshu walked over and asked with a smile.
Fei Jiayi was not interested in the beauties on this plane. The four stewardesses each had their own styles, and they were all extremely beautiful girls. They even took two beautiful girls with them. From this look, it was clear that they were entertained by Brother Jing during the trip.
The culprit must be the steward. He was particularly cold towards her. His pretty face sank slightly and he said coldly: "No need."
Chen Mingshu felt embarrassed. She didn't know how she had offended the people around Mr. Jing. She felt a little nervous. But she didn't show it on her face. She continued to ask Zhang Li, the beautiful and big-mouthed assistant next to her, "Assistant Zhang"
,What would you like to drink?"
Zhang Li pondered for a moment and knew what Fei Jiayi was thinking. He pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Let's have two glasses of warm water."
Chen Mingshu felt a little more relaxed. After all, it was Assistant Zhang who was in charge of her. She quickly went to the service desk to prepare.
Zhang Li looked at her figure swaying lightly on high heels, and whispered to Fei Jiayi: "Jiayi, those passengers are the heroes of Jinling's breakup, Zhou Nanman. The girl next to her is her deceased cousin.
She raised her daughter Song Yingxia single-handedly. Cao Zhuang sent people here. He said Zhou Nanman wanted to report to Brother Jing."
Fei Jiayi understood and whispered: "Xiao Li, if it were me, I would definitely not let them come up. This guy Cao Zhuang... really got his nickname right."
She also knew a bit about Caozhuang's past. After all, he was Brother Jing's capable subordinate. He was once a teacher, and he often dressed up in Confucian shirts. He looked like he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was a role model. What was he doing? He made excuses to treat women
Send it to Brother Jing.
Zhang Li chuckled and said: "Go ahead and give Brother Jing a headache! We have to study the arrangements for Hong Kong Island. Brother Jing insists on counter-acquiring the shares of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange instead of first negotiating with Lanny Mellon, HSBC
I don’t know how troublesome it will be for the people at the bank to reconcile. And now Mr. Guo’s hidden line has been exposed by Li Jiacheng. Now it is even more difficult for us to do things on Hong Kong Island."
Fei Jiayi nodded and discussed in a low voice with Zhang Li.
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Zhou Nanman is a very beautiful woman. Her thick winter clothes cover her graceful and golden-proportioned figure, but it cannot hide her charming temperament. At thirty-five years old, she is like a ripe fruit, and her bones are
The charm is like the fragrance of tea, floating in people's hearts.
She and her niece Song Yingxia were sitting in an extremely luxurious private jet, drinking drinks thoughtfully. The sadness in her heart was revealed inadvertently.
She accepted Cao Zhuang's persuasion and went to Jinling City No. 1 Hospital to visit her lover Song Heng. Then yesterday afternoon, news about Song Heng's love affair broke out. The situation took a turn for the worse for Song Heng and the Fuzhong Group.
Cao Zhuang also fulfilled his promise: let her meet Mr. Jing. However, this meeting was not what she expected. She and Yingxia took Mr. Jing's private plane to Hong Kong Island. This was to make her live.
It means cooked rice.
She wants to get rid of Song Heng's "captivity" of her, and she also wants to continue to maintain her current wealthy life after the collapse of Fuzhong Group.
Because according to the law, Song Heng's wife Ying Qing can sue in court to recover her current house, car, and deposits in financial products.
Therefore, she needs to be taken care of by Mr. Jing. This is more effective than the law. And what better reason to take care of her than to devote herself to her? She is a still beautiful woman, and Mr. Jing himself is also a romantic man! This is in
It has long been spread in the business world.
But what she never expected was that on the plane just now, Mr. Jing just asked her name and his attention immediately shifted.
This...what does this mean?
She is not thinking about whether to give this Mr. Jing a few times now, but she is worried that she is not charming enough and will not even be able to get a promise after sacrificing her life!
Song Yingxia had a gentle temperament. She held Zhou Nanman's hand and said softly: "Auntie, don't worry too much. In the worst case, I will go in with you later."
A bitter smile appeared on Zhou Nanman's lips, "Yingxia, I'm sorry!"
Song Yingxia wanted to cry for a moment, her eyes were red, and she lowered her head.
Her father is Song Heng, who usually doesn't care much about her. Her mother died in a car accident when she was ten years old, and she grew up with her aunt. She has a very soft temper, and she can't help but want to cry. There is only crying.
Only then can she protect her fragile heart.
Zhou Nanman reached out and hugged Song Yingxia tightly, the sadness in his heart uncontrollable.
Outside the porthole window, a luxurious private jet was flying towards Hong Kong Island.
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Jing Gao took a good nap and felt his body recovered a bit. Just as Fei Jiayi came in and asked him to get up, the plane was about to land on Hong Kong Island.
"Brother Jing, are you feeling well?" Fei Jiayi took the prepared autumn clothes and asked with concern.
"It's not bad." Jing Gao put on a cashmere sweater and a coat. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking like an energetic young man again.
Fei Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Jing Gao from behind and pressed his face against his back, "Brother Jing, now I know why Mr. Da Guo is worried about your health. Next time I won't talk to you about it.
Other women fight for it."
Jing Gao smiled and patted the big beauty's plump buttocks with his backhand. The plump crotch under the jeans was full of elasticity. "Jiayi, that was a luxurious dinner last night. You can't eat it often. From now on, we will mainly eat home-cooked side dishes."
Fei Jiayi burst into laughter and said a little coquettishly: "Brother Jing~, I'm serious! You promise me that you won't be so intemperate again."
Feeling the beauty's thoughtfulness and concern, Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay."
After washing up in such a warm manner, Jing Gao took Fei Jiayi to the rest area outside.
Chen Mingshu came over to greet you attentively, "Mr. Jing, you're awake. Do you need any help?"
Jing Gao smiled and said: "Mingshu, you have to say it in English to be authentic. May i help you, sir."
Chen Mingshu smiled, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, curtsied, and repeated in English: "May I help you, sir!"
Jing Gao smiled and waved his hand, "Just kidding. Give me a glass of warm water. How long until the plane lands?"
Chen Mingshu smiled and raised his wrist to look at his watch, "Mr. Jing, there are still about two minutes."
"Time is enough." Jing Gao gestured to Zhou Nanman and invited her to sit down at the dining table: "Ms. Zhou, let's have a brief chat."
Zhou Nanman took Song Yingxia and sat across from Jing Gao together, feeling extremely uneasy: What is a simple chat? But it is very decent. She had experience in the business world before, and at that time she won the title of the most beautiful woman in Jinling:
"Mr. Jing, hello!"
Jing Gao nodded with a smile and took the warm water from Chen Mingshu. He had just rested and his mind was very clear. He went straight to the topic to avoid the embarrassment of this beauty, and said warmly: "What did Cao Zhuang tell you?"
Zhou Nanman lowered his head slightly and said with a shy expression, "He asked me to be your woman."
Here, she used a little trick of making advances before retreating. Women are all born actors.
What? The well was so high that water almost spurted out.
